Page 44 of Neptune

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CASSIE

T his morning, when I wake up, I find myself wrapped in Luke's arms. He's still sleeping soundly, and I gaze at his peaceful face.

I can't believe that we made up last night—I don't have to torture myself anymore. I can finally accept that I want to be with him too, that I need him.

That I can trust him.

My gaze darts to his closed eyes, his long eyelashes, which I lightly touch with my finger. I trail my finger down to his nose, wondering how someone can have these perfect features.

"I see that you have a new hobby of playing with my face." Luke chuckles, making me abruptly pull my hand back. He opens his eyes, and my breath catches in my throat as I look at his beautiful hazel orbs.

"You're awake?" I squeak, feeling my face flush. This is so embarrassing. I feel my face turn red as a tomato.

A soft smile touches Luke's lips. "Good morning," he whispers.

The look in his eyes takes my breath away even more because he stares at me like waking up next to me is the most precious thing that has ever happened to him.

Hearing nothing from me, he smirks.

"You know, you can stare at my face as long as you want. I'll still allow it," he says, making me blush even more. "The only problem is that I'll fail something."

I stare at him with a blank expression, not knowing what he means. Curious, I ask, "Fail what? "

"Fail in not kissing you," he jokes.

I snuggle into his chest, burying my face in it as my heart beats rapidly. How can he be so casual like this? Flirting with me easily.

While here I am, still trying to absorb what's happening to us. "You're impossible," I growl.

Ladies and gentlemen, the playful Lucas Klein is back.

Luke pulls me closer to him and places a kiss on my forehead, creating butterflies inside my tummy.

"Damn," he groans. "I don't feel like going to work. You make me want to stay here in bed with you all the time."

A small smile forms on my lips. Who would have thought that the invincible Lucas Klein, the dedicated leader of Klein Enterprise, would say something like that?

Based on what I've heard about him, he's a bulldozer in the industry who can't wait to get rid of his enemies and execute his mission to be at the top every day.

"You still have to go to work, Mr. CEO."

"Goddammit," he mutters. "I’ve never wanted to skip a business day, and now look at what I'm doing. You're killing me, Cassie."

I let out a small laugh, wrapping my arms around his back as he tightens his hold on me.

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Breakfast tastes more delicious than it usually does, probably because my heart is now filled with contentment.

I watch with a smile on my face as Aiden drinks his milk. Even though we've told him that he can skip school today if he's still not feeling better due to the accident yesterday, he insists that he still wants to go to school, all because he'll have his favorite subject today. Art.

After we finish our breakfast, Ms. Langston helps Aiden sling his backpack across his shoulders. Aiden looks like he can't wait to reach his school.

"I'm so excited for my first class today," he says with enthusiasm. "The teacher is going to tell us to watercolor on a really big paper, in a group."

Ms. Langston smiles, while Aiden continues blabbering about his project at school. Luke gets up from his seat too, and that's when I notice something.

His tie is slightly out of place.

As Luke walks around the table to approach me, I step closer to him. When he halts in front of me, I adjust his tie accordingly and smile, looking up at him.

Again, the look of adoration in his eyes makes my heart beat twice.

Abruptly, he pulls my arm to give me a passionate kiss on the lips, but I stop him.

"Aiden is watching," I whisper, giving him a warning look. "He's underage."

He tsks. "He's not looking," he says, keeping his voice down too.

I glance at Aiden, and indeed, the boy is still talking animatedly to Ms. Langston. Luke notices me off guard, pulls me and gives me a sound kiss on the lips, surprising me.

When I look at him in disbelief, amusement crosses his expression.

Oh, well. At least, it was just a quick kiss.

A hug from Aiden startles me. He grins, looking up at me. "Bye, Cassie."

I bend down and kiss his forehead. "Enjoy your day, Aiden."

He shoots me another grin before rushing toward the door. "Let's go, Luke," he exclaims, so eager to arrive early at school.

"I'll see you later," Luke says before giving me another peck on the lips. He walks off behind Aiden, and I sigh as I watch them go.

While I sit back at the table to finish my orange juice, Luke steps back into the dining room .

"I forgot my phone." He rushes back to the table, and indeed, his phone lies on it.

After grabbing his phone, Luke approaches me again, and I stand up from my seat.

"Kiss me again?" he asks with a hopeful look.

I roll my eyes, trying to suppress my laughter. I give him a quick kiss on the lips, and that's when Aiden's voice outside startles us.

"Luke! Hurry up!" his shouts echo in the air. "I know that you just want to kiss her."

Both Luke and I laugh. I shake my head in disbelief, watching as Luke strides out of the room again.

"Roger that, big boss," Luke shouts back at Aiden.

My heart is filled with joy from watching them. I feel like I'll never get bored with this kind of morning. A glance at Ms. Langston shows me that she has the biggest smile ever, a happy tear rolling down from the corner of her eye as she sniffs, and that sight melts my heart.

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I couldn't move my body as I lay on the hard concrete. The shouts and whispers around me began to fade out as I started to lose consciousness.

I couldn't feel anything but pain. Pain in my body and in my heart.

"Hurry up!" someone shouted madly.

Would I still be able to live? But why should I if there was only pain in this world?

What if I lived but he didn't make it? No. I wouldn't be able to go through this hell alone.

I would rather die.

Please, save him.

"Stop!" I wake up with incredible pain in my chest, my body covered in sweat. I pant, looking at the clock on my bedroom wall.

2 AM.

I've had the nightmare again. My hand is shaking when I take the glass of water from my nightstand. I take a gulp of it, trying to calm myself down.

After placing the glass back, I bury my face in my hands. My breath is short and fast, my heart racing inside my chest.

Why? Why did I have that nightmare again?

Everything was great yesterday. I remember spending time with Aiden in the music room and the art gallery after he got back from school.

Then at night after the two of us had dinner together, I sent him to bed before waiting for Luke to come back from his office.

But Luke didn't, and I fell asleep while waiting for him.

I know that he must have been busy at work—he told me that he would work overtime because of some urgent business matters.

But now that I look at the time, which has passed midnight, I wonder if he has arrived. He must have.

Still shaking from what happened in my nightmare, I get down from my bed and walk toward the door. I shiver, hugging my waist as I walk out of my room.

I head to Luke's bedroom, and when I reach his door, I turn the knob.

It's not locked.

Slowly, I step inside. Huge relief washes over me as I see him asleep on his bed. I close the door with a soft thud and approach him.

Luke is still sleeping when I quietly climb onto his bed, snuggling under the bed cover. My cheeks heat up as I lie next to him; he’s shirtless.

My movement makes him aware, and he wakes up. He straightens up on his bed, surprised.

"Cassie?" he asks, his voice still hoarse.

"I'm sorry," I whisper. "I didn't mean to wake you up. I just..." I falter, suddenly at a loss for words. "I don't feel like sleeping alone tonight."

He studies me, probably noticing the fear on my face, and worry skates all over his face. "Did you have a nightmare again?"

I nod, letting out a shaky breath.

"Shit. Come here." He pulls me into his arms, and my face crashes against his bare chest. "I won't let you sleep alone again."

His warm skin engulfs me, and I suddenly feel safe again. Luke sighs and kisses my hair, while I allow myself to be wrapped in his embrace, wondering why the nightmare keeps haunting me after the incident at the pool.

Luke and I face each other on the bed. Our foreheads touch, and so do our lips. We stay like this for a while, silent, before I brush my lips against his, kissing him softly and slowly.

Luke kisses me back with so much passion, raking his hand through my hair as he pulls my head closer, deepening the kiss. I moan.

He pulls away. "Cassie," he rasps, a warning look in his eyes, as if he knows that if we continue this, we will definitely do something more.

But I don't want to stop. I need him so bad.

It's strange that every time I had my nightmare, he was the only one who could make my heart at ease again, who could make the nightmare stop.

He might have thought that we would only be cuddling to sleep—I was expecting that, too—but now that I'm lying here in his embrace, I don't even know what I want anymore.

Gosh . I'm such a mess.

I hover on top of him, cup his cheeks and kiss him again. When my tongue enters his mouth, he groans and flips me over so that he towers over me.

He captures my lips in a bold kiss, one that leaves us breathless. Abruptly, he pulls away, his eyes fierce, desire burning in them.

"Cassie," he says in a firm tone. "If we keep doing this, I won't be able to stop."

"Then don't," I whisper, my voice sounding like a plea. Tears start to form in my eyes, and it startles him .

It surprises me too, because I've never thought that I would need him so bad like this.

"Please hold me, Luke." I cup his face as he stares into my eyes. "From now on, we're going to trust each other, aren't we?" A soft smile touches my lips.

Luke's eyes soften. He nods before leaning closer to give me a long, soft kiss on the lips.

I smile again, letting out a small sigh. Luke crawls back so that his face is now above my stomach. He pushes my sleepshirt up and slowly slides down my panties, sending shivers down my spine.

After he tosses my panties somewhere on the floor, he leans toward my pussy, making my heart beat like a drum in my chest.

His breath tickles my inner thigh, and when his mouth captures the most sensitive part of me, a soft moan escapes from my lips.

Luke starts pleasuring me with his mouth, treating my pussy like it's the most precious thing in the world.

He's being gentle, so gentle that it hurts. He shoves his tongue inside me and fucks me slowly with it, my juices dripping down right into his mouth.

He sucks before fucking me with his tongue again. A gasp leaves my mouth as his thumb reaches my clit, rubbing it in a circular motion.

I'm shaking uncontrollably, feeling my stomach tightening with what seems to be the most powerful orgasm that I have ever had.

I moan his name, but then he stops, making me almost let out a scream.

Luke smiles before taking off his boxers. "Are you still on the pill?"

I can barely utter a single word, so I just nod.

In one swift movement, Luke pulls my sleepshirt over my head, leaving me bare naked under him. My heart thumps wildly as he slowly enters me, squeezing my left breast with his right hand.

His other hand cups my cheek as he leans closer to me, making our noses touch. I can feel his big and hard cock making its way through my slick opening, my walls clenching around him as he fills me.

When his whole length finally pushes inside me, filling me completely, we both groan in unison. I feel so full. Of him.

My lips tremble from extreme pleasure. I was about to have my orgasm when he stopped eating my pussy just now, and I don't know if I can last any longer.

Luke starts to move, his hand kneading my breast. Each thrust is slow but deep, and he kisses me every time he comes up to me.

I've never felt a pleasure this huge in my life. We are finally one, but this isn't just having sex, because I can feel his raw emotions while we're doing this, making my heart feel like it’s about to explode with his passion.

The more he thrusts into me, the more I feel my unfinished orgasm approaching me again.

"Luke," I gasp, our breaths mingling as the temperature rises even higher, our sweat mixing as our bodies are pressed against each other. "I-I can't hold it. I'm so close."

Luke doesn't stop his movement. In fact, he speeds up his pace. My walls tighten around him, and I feel it again.

A huge orgasm takes over me, making my entire body tremble with pleasure. Luke slows down as he keeps fucking me through my orgasm.

His tongue teases mine as he kisses me, but I can't kiss him back because I'm still trying to compose myself from my high.

He pulls away, watching my face as his pace becomes slower, his eyes piercing. To my surprise, instead of pulling out of me, he lifts one of my legs onto his shoulder and picks up his pace again.

A loud gasp echoes from me as I feel his thumb shoot to my clit, flicking it.

"Luke," I beg. I just had my orgasm, and now he's doing this to me—I feel like I could really explode.

How much more is he going to pleasure me?

"I—" I stutter. "It's—it's too much. I can't— "

"Come again," he says. His thumb puts more pressure on my clit, rubbing it as he continues to fuck me at an even greater speed.

My breathless moans echo in the room. I'm twisting under him, thrashing as he keeps thrusting into me in this new position while flicking my clit faster.

"Luke!" His name comes out of my lips again as my second orgasm consumes me, my eyes squeezing shut.

Luke groans, finally stopping as he shoots his semen inside me, pushing himself even deeper. We both pant heavily, and when I open my eyes, he stares back at me.

He places a soft kiss on my leg dangling on his shoulder.

After we manage to calm our breaths, we both chuckle, and he collapses on top of me. I wrap my arms around his back, feeling more contented than ever.